Hurting Is Wack Lyrics

Glah Glah boom

Like

It's MG

Like I'm back

I told bro that you better move tact

Cause niggas is dying and not even lacking

Nigga run up better up it and blast

That's facts

On bro

Niggas mixy ain't fucking wit that

And she want my love I'm in love with the racks

Bitch I hopped out my birkin and got in my bag

Cause hurting is wack

Bro tote

On a grip

It came wit a beam and that shit got a kick

When he shoot

Never miss

If you know then you know swear you know how it get

No Belaire

Bro popping bottles

Feening for pussy got lined by a model

Turn his main bitch

To my side hoe

Don't turn a hoe to a wife that's the motto

Like and I'm geeking and shit

3 Opps in the spot like all 3 could get hit

Like the trend feening to blitz

And I know she a thotty she feening for dick

Rah that's my brother I'm taking that risk

Free all my brothers that's stuck in them bricks

Word to my mother I know how it get

Only loving my mother no love for a bitch

Unless she the one

But I feel these bitches don't really want love

Like how you leave me for a bum

Next bitch to leave me she meeting this gun

And all these other bitches dubs

The fuck I look like tryna fuck wit a scrub

Them niggas talking swear they dumb

When bro up the chop they gon run

And he ain't even oot

Heard he talking on bro like be ready to shoot

Like what these niggas gon do

I'm wit Trav bet that nigga run him at his shoes

And Mike he walking wit the tool

And if I call up flexo bet he booming too

Bro walk wit a big bitch it's shaking the room

All the bitches tryna get in tune

She geeking off the Molly

She feening on my body

She tweaking tryna line me

Free my demon caught a homi

If it's up then it's lit

Watch ya block when you walk on ya strip

Call up bro and I bet you he spin

Ain't no running on feet he gon shoot out the whip